Basgiath Stories

"Well, Targaryen's do not run from battle. Even if they're fighting venin instead of gryphons. Even if I'm missing my twin. Even if I may cause our deaths today. I'm in." Fourth Wing - {Fourth Wing - Onyx Storm} I do not own Fourth Wing, I only own my OC's and everything to do with them and their backstories.

Amelia Tauri, the only daughter of King Tauri, has never desired the weight of the crown. Known for her icy beauty and ruthless demeanor, she is every bit as cold as her father. When her older brother died, she didn't shed a tear; when watching the rebels execution, she stood head high and smiled. Beneath her composed exterior, Amelia is sharp, intelligent, and deeply aware of the secrets her father keeps from her. She knows there are more rebels hidden in the shadows, and she is determined to uncover the truth and fight for her people. Since she was little people underestimate her, now was her chance to prove them wrong. Falling in love with Garrick Tavis? That was never part of the plan. And neither was dying. Spoilers of all three books! #Sassy female main character #Garrick Tavis x Tauri Oc

{Dreams are prophecies of the possibilities of life} ~~~~~~ Different one-shots of my ocs and others! If you dear friends have requests, don't be shy and bring them forward <3 Fanfics: Redempion Divine Desire A matter of pride

Diana Rome, that is my name. Currently a 21 year old college student in the 21st century, and a regular member of Gen Z. In simple terms, I am a little ball full of anxiety and one mental breakdown away from having a breakdown because seeing a therapist is too expensive. My survival is based on pure spite, sarcasm, books, Spotify, Netflix, Disney, Hulu, and, as the eternally iconic Professor McGonnagal once said, sheer dumb luck. So how the hell am I supposed to survive a world full of dragons, venin, wyvern, and has a death college that is glorified into a military college? I have never read the books, but thanks to bookstagram, I got enough spoilers of the first book to figure out I may die in this world.

Twenty year old Sloane Mairi, sister to Liam Mairi, and daughter of Colonel Mairi and Isaac Mairi, Awaits her brothers first letter of his second year, before she can leave for the Riders Quadrant and see him again.

In my world, Fourth Wing was just that: a story. A fantasy book full of action, betrayal, dragons, sexual tension thick enough to cut through... and a man with dark eyes and tattoos like war scars who stole my breath with a single word. Xaden Riorson. The character I was never supposed to fall for-because he was fiction. Because he didn't exist. Until he did. Until I woke up in a body that wasn't mine, in a reality that shouldn't exist. And they called me Seryna Valenforth. I didn't know if I was dead, dreaming, or cursed. I only knew I wasn't in my bed anymore, not in my room in the real world, but in a castle-with a list of future corpses parading through my memory. I already knew their names: Jack Barlowe, Amber Mavis, Dain Aetos, even Violet Sorrengail... all pieces on a board that was about to break. And I was inside it. Part of me refused to believe it, but the other... the other was ready. I'd read Fourth Wing so many times I could recite entire lines by heart. I knew who lived. Who died. When. How. Why. And most importantly: I knew who I wanted to save. Liam. My loyal, sweet soldier whose death still hurt, even if he was made of ink and paper. Sloane. A little girl with too much darkness and too many stories behind her eyes. Andarna, my favorite dragon. And yes... him too. Xaden Riorson. I wanted it all. His gaze. His respect. His desire. Even his warnings wrapped in veiled threats. I wasn't going to give up that place. This time, I would be the one to face him on the sparring mat. I would be the one to make him hesitate. The one who became the weakness he never saw coming. And maybe, his strength too. Change the story. Even if it cost me my life. Because this was no longer a book. And I was no longer a reader. I was a player. And this time... the Empire had no idea who they were playing with.

After a terrible plane crash, I found myself in another world, with another life, another family, another destiny. But I already read that.

#THIS IS A FANFICTION# My version of the third instalment to the Empyrean series by Rebecca Yarros because I am dying for more content and we were left on such a hideous cliffhanger.

I want to help people. It's what I've always wanted. And you can't stop me. - Started: 2/1-2026

Three years ago, Fen's apostasy failed, forcing Astraea Tavis into the Rider's Quadrant. She crosses the parapet, not breaking a sweat. She has trained harder than ever these past years. But she is pissed off at the cowards covering up the truth, and that anger just builds up inside her. How long will it take the authorities that putting her in the Quadrant was a bad idea? Because she will explode, and when she does, you'd better be far away. !!!This story starts before the events of Fourth Wing. It will follow Astraea through her years at Basgiath, up until the end of the series!!! All characters except my own belong to Rebecca Yarros! Started: 17/1/2026 || 17 Januari 2026 Finished: N/A Update schedule: Tuesday 5:00 P.M. CET (+1), I will upload once a week, even though chapters are pre-made. This is due to me getting stressed and risking writers block when forced to write to get a chapter out. If this changes I will notify you all. The Empyrean Series

They say a rider without their dragon is dead. Fate disagrees. Navarre fell at the Battle of Basgaith. Xaden Riorson turned to the enemy and became the Great Betrayer and second in command to the venin overlords. Two years later fate drags back the impossible. Rosemary Tauri is delivered to Basgiath in chains. Alive, hollow and stripped of her memory. She should have died alongside her dragon. Before the fall of Navarre Xaden and Rosemary forged a forbidden bond. Rosemary doesn't remember her life before, her dragon or the boy she fell in love with but fate keeps dragging them back together as the world breaks them apart. The venin want what is buried inside her head and Xaden will do anything to keep her alive. A dark Xaden love story.

Fourth Wing satire story- Oren (short for something she'd rather not tell you) Sorrengail tries to survive Basgiath College while attracting as little attention as possible, which proves quite difficult due to nepotism. And on top of that, there is a strange third year who has an unreasonable amount of interest in her... Please excuse any inaccuracies to in the world building, it's very funny, please read :) ----- "I'd watch yourself, Sorrengail. There are things going on you have no idea about, and I will not hesitate to eliminate you if I must. I am your Wing Leader, and you will obey every order I give you." His lips brush the shell of my ear and I repress a shiver. Gross. I crane my neck away from him, looking up at his face. "Um, okay?" Are all these theatrics really necessary? "You'd better, or else..." he trails off, giving me a look. I don't know what kind of look it is, but maybe it's supposed to be menacing. "If you can get me expelled, please by all means, knock yourself out trying. Maybe if you get creative enough the school really will let me leave." If I can get Riorson as my Wing Leader to report as many rule violations as possible, even Mom will have to submit to the pressure of the other academic staff and release me. Riorson raises an eyebrow. Again. "Play by the rules, Sorrengail. You'll be sorry if you don't." "Whatever you say", I answer, half distracted because I see Rhiannon by the counter, waving her mug in some rider's face. "Gotta go. Enjoy your ale. Although you look so stiff I bet that not even an entire barrel could loosen you up." "I'm not-" Riorson begins to protest, but I don't care to hear his answer, because it looks like Rhiannon just managed to get herself two mugs of ale without needing to exchange any coin for it.

"Why did you choose me?" "I can't always see, but I have always been able to hear your heart, and it is what inside that matters most." ---------------------------------------- Join Calista as she tries to survive the Rider's Quadrant of Basgiath War College. So many things are working against her, but she still manages to persevere.

Her best friend is dead. Her parents are dead. Her two new brothers just won't let her die. Brennan Sorrengail X OC Fourth Wing ff Friends to lovers (or whatever the equivalent to that is when one dies for a second there hehe)

Fourth Wing fanfiction. Twin sisters Elise and McKell Sorrengail are planning on living quiet lives as Healers. However, their lives are turned upside down when their cutthroat general mother orders them to enlist in the Rider's Quadrant, the most elite-and most deadly-Quadrant at Basgiath War College. They will need to use every bit of their wit and courage to survive to graduation, especially when Wingleader Xander Riorson is out for their blood.

Bask in a world where Arya Alderwierald, a girl who comes from the Luceras Province with something to prove not just too her father who died a rider but herself, enters the deadly War College of Basgiath set on leaving her mark on this dangerous world of magic and dragons.

" 𝑎 𝑑𝑟𝑎𝑔𝑜𝑛 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑖𝑡𝑠 𝑟𝑖𝑑𝑒𝑟 𝑖𝑠 𝑎 𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑔𝑒𝑑𝑦. 𝑎 𝑟𝑖𝑑𝑒𝑟 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑑𝑟𝑎𝑔𝑜𝑛 𝑖𝑠 𝑑𝑒𝑎𝑑. " bel tauri doesn't want to be a rider - yet everything about her is nothing without the riders title. maybe her last name gives her something the others dont have, but at basgiath? they aren't known for being kind to anyone. because only the strongest can make it to survival. but will she? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ disclaimer: idk if im doing this right, but nothing except my oc Bel belongs to me! the main world and plot and any other character- unless i add any more of my own characters- all belong to rebecca yarros!! another disclaimer: my main character / oc has something called POTS syndrome ( although not mentioned as that nsme in the story lol ) , if you are not happy about that, you dont have to read on by any means!! if youre still interested, feel free to search up what that is before reading! cover creds to 𝑃𝑒𝑟𝑙𝑎 on pinterest!! idk if im aloud to do that but oh well too late

In a world where dragons choose their riders, the royal Laransser family stands as the most powerful among all kingdoms. Known for raising unique and majestic dragons, their bloodline is recognized by their silvery hair, violet eyes... and fire in their veins. When Leyral Laransser was born-the first daughter in a century-the sky trembled with fire and celebration. Her dragon egg, immense and shimmering in black, purple, and gold, foretold a legendary destiny. From the moment of her birth, she was already bonded to it, and their connection was so strong that her seal granted her four elemental powers: fire, earth, water, and air. At the age of five, she crossed the parapet-the youngest ever to do so. But her official entry into the Dragon Quadrant was postponed until she turned sixteen, by royal decree. Now, Leyral is ready. As heir to the Laransser throne and future queen of Navarre, her path is marked by power, fire... and war. And at the heart of the Quadrant, Xaden Riorson awaits-the rider branded by rebellion, enemy of her bloodline, and perhaps, the only real threat to her destiny. A princess born of fire. Two kingdoms on her shoulders. And a bond that could change everything.

Raven has been dead for thirteen years. To everybody else but three others. Others like her. Different. She was forced to grow up too fast when she was shoved away from everything she ever knew. The once bright child turned into a somber woman who nobody would recognize. The girl she used to be truly did die, but she was reborn. Reborn as Raven because isn't that all she is? A forgotten creature of the night. She won't be forgotten for much longer. When she flies out of the darkness, she is hunting for vengeance and basgiath has her target. One problem, she has found a man who is able to match her in more ways than one. Just like that, any plans she had mean nothing.